My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 215: Comrade Gu No. wears glasses, a very scholarly degenerate.

Chapter 215: Comrade Gu No. 215 wears glasses, a very scholarly degenerate.

Lin Tang nodded, "Yeah, what do you think?"

Lin Qingmu’s eyes suddenly sparkled, and he reached out to rub her head.

"Nice! That’s my sister, always so sharp-witted."

His calloused hands made her hair frizz out.

Lin Qingmu came to his senses, a flash of guilt in his eyes.

Seeing his sister hadn’t noticed, he reached out to pat it down again.

Her hair was so soft it was almost unreasonable, stubbornly sticking out without any compromise.

Lin Tang glared with round, accusatory eyes, "Third brother, once is enough. Why a second time? Now I have to comb it again."

The young girl looked like a fluffed-up kitten, her eyes round and wide.

Even in her dissatisfaction, she seemed charming enough to make one’s heart tremble.

Lin Qingmu twisted his fingers, a trace of guilt in the depths of his eyes, "Oh!"

Ahem, he tried to make amends...

After the joke, Lin Qingmu took Lin Tang for a walk around the transportation team.

Lin Tang’s smile was sweet and soft, her eyes exuding an air of pride.

Pushing the bicycle, she was an absolutely stunning sight.

Just by showing her face, she dispelled the faint contempt some people held against Lin Qingmu.

In fact, some even started wondering when had country folks started living better than them, the workers?

Lin Qingmu noticed this as well.

The young man’s gaze became focused, his lips curving into a slight smirk.

People are like that, judging others based on their exterior before knowing them.

Nothing surprising there.

The sun was shining bright, and occasional gusts of wind blew by, dispelling the simmering heat in people’s hearts.

At the entrance of the transportation team.

Lin Qingmu looked tenderly at his sister, who was more than a head shorter than him, and said in a low voice, "Be careful on the road. Once I learn to drive, I’ll come to find you."

After spending a few days in the county, Lin Qingmu had become much more composed, the restlessness in his eyes completely extinguished.

What replaced it was the ambition to climb to the peak.

Lin Tang did not think having ambitions was a bad thing.

As long as one does not act recklessly to fulfill those ambitions, it’s fine.

"Mhm," Lin Tang nodded.

She took out a thick booklet, only the size of an adult’s palm, from her bag and handed it over.

"Take this. You can read it when you have nothing to do; it should be helpful for you."

After speaking, Lin Tang waved her hand and rode away on her bicycle.

Lin Qingmu watched his sister until her figure disappeared from sight before looking down at the somewhat heavy booklet in his hand.

The booklet’s cover was unremarkable.

But once opened, one would find that each page contained simple drawings.

The illustrations depicted the internal structures of various vehicles, with notes beside them that were clear and detailed.

Without flipping through many pages, Lin Qingmu’s eyes lit up, and he paced back and forth in excitement.

He almost felt like running a few laps.

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It was hot at noon, and there weren’t many people on the road. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Lin Tang rode her bicycle, feeling somewhat drowsy.

She held the handlebar with one hand while the other covered her mouth as she yawned.

Drowsiness brought tears to the corner of her eyes.

"Comrade Lin." A clear and deep voice suddenly rang out from behind her.

Lin Tang was startled and looked back.

The bicycle wobbled.

Before she could jump off, Gu Yingzhou stepped forward and grabbed the back seat of the bike.

"Get off," he said with a frown.

The clumsy and heavy bike was steadied by his one hand, as if an adult was holding a child’s toy vehicle.

Lin Tang obediently hopped down, tried to summon her energy, and bent her watery eyes, "Comrade Gu is back."

The weather was too hot, and her jade-like face was flushed red, as if she had applied rouge.

Her clear eyes had just been rinsed by tears, resembling the misty rains of Jiangnan.

Gu Yingzhou looked into such a pair of eyes, and his normally cold and still heart felt as if it had been lightly brushed for an instant before disappearing.

"Hmm, back." The man’s voice was low and husky.

The girl’s simple ’back’ kindled a surge of warmth in his heart, subtle but undeniable.

Lin Tang smiled faintly, rubbing her face to muster as much energy as she could, "Comrade Gu’s trip to the Provincial City went smoothly, I hope?"

Gu Yingzhou nodded, his jawline tensed, sculpting a perfect arc.

"Very smoothly," he said, and from his mouth came a deep chuckle, "Speaking of which, I brought something back from the Provincial City that Comrade Lin might find quite interesting."

With that, he leisurely looked towards Lin Tang, waiting for her to ask.

His dark eyes were profound, the corners tinged with a cut of sharpness.

Like the abyss that ensnares people.

With a flutter of her long eyelashes, Lin Tang asked a question that caught Gu Yingzhou off guard, "...why aren’t you wearing glasses anymore?"

Since their first encounter, the man hadn’t worn those glasses that softened the harshness in his eyes on subsequent meetings.

Without glasses, his demeanor was even more cold and stern.

A mere glance tossed her way could make one’s heart tremble.

Gu Yingzhou was taken aback.

He seemed startled by her sudden words.

"Cough..."

The man, rarely at a loss for words, struggled, unsure how to answer.

Lin Tang quickly regained her composure, touched her nose, and laughed, "...I was just saying."

It was just that Comrade Gu looked too much the refined scholar with his glasses on, compellingly so that one wouldn’t mind a second glance.

She changed the subject, "What was that thing you said I’d be interested in?"

Gu Yingzhou didn’t mind, taking two newspapers out of the luggage he brought back.

Handing them over.

His voice was round and clear, cool and refreshing.

"Have a look first."

Lin Tang’s eyes deepened with anticipation, already having a hunch.

She flipped open the newspaper and, with a quick scan, found everything as she suspected.

But...

Lin Tang cast an inquisitive look, "Comrade Gu, how did you know I submitted my work?"

When had she slipped up?

Gu Yingzhou fell silent for a moment, his expression showing a hint of awkwardness.

Though he hadn’t intentionally eavesdropped on the young lady’s phone call, his ability to overhear from a distance was exceptional—not exactly gentlemanly behavior.

Gu Ren and others: "..." Weren’t you always a sarcastic and black-hearted ghost? When have you ever been a gentleman?

Gu Yingzhou pursed his lips, and his cool voice emerged.

"My apologies, I overheard your phone call at the Post Office."

Lin Tang raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"??"

If she remembered correctly, they weren’t that close to each other at that time, were they?

Lin Tang twirled the newspaper that carried her article between her fingers, her demeanor pleased, visibly in high spirits.

"I see," she said, lifting the newspaper in her hand and smiling with a curve in her eyes, "Thank you for this, Comrade Gu."

She hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly and felt suddenly relieved.

Gu Yingzhou’s lips curled up in a swift, slight smile, "Comrade Lin need not be polite; I brought it back as a matter of course."

He didn’t mention that he had unusually waited in the Provincial City for two extra days just to get these two newspapers.

Lin Tang hummed in acknowledgement, her eyes sparkling like a galaxy, as she lightly tapped her chin with her slender index finger.

Nodding as if understanding the unspoken, "Thank you anyway."

After all, they were on the street where even though it wasn’t crowded, they did not engage in an extended conversation, and after exchanging a few words, they parted ways.

-

Lin Tang returned the bicycle and went back to work in the factory with Qin Suqing.

During work hours, the streets were filled with hurried pedestrians.

"Tangtang, how is your manual translation going? Any problems?" Qin Suqing’s eyes were full of worry.

Thinking of those overly self-important technicians in the factory made her want to grind her teeth.

Each one of them, too arrogant.